Texty: Atom And His Package. Making Love. Thresholds To Adult Living.

i remember where i was just a year ago today.
a different classroom, but it seemed the exact same way.
i walked in and out and down to the shore.
now that i think about it for a while, it was a year ago the day before.

i'll sit back bundled up,
i'll sit back here and wait.
i remember the past as wonderful, but the pictures aren't that great.

another year's gone by and i guess i'm getting good at budgeting my time.
there's not too much distinction from what their goals were and what are mine.
things have gotten saner i swear i dont need any help.
i've got so many things that i have to do,
but i still don't know what to do with myself